I recently joined the “Twitterverse,” which is something I swore I’d never do, right up there with getting an iPod–because iPods were for hipster elitists who couldn’t walk without a soundtrack–and taking yoga classes seriously.
Unfortunately, life is not something you can ever completely predict, and it seems almost fated that you’ll inevitably end up breaking all of your carefully constructed rules at one time or another. Just look at me: married and rocking an office job at 25 with a Twitter account, an iPod Touch that I can’t seem to live without, and a downward dog that would make the Dali Lama proud (probably.) So who’s to say I won’t also vote Republican or give birth to nine children someday? (Uh… my dead body, over which I will have to step, that’s who.)
The trick to becoming the “best” you, I suppose, is knowing which of your self-promises are okay to break, and which ones aren’t.
Joining a popular trend just because it’s popular probably isn’t really cause for self-loathing, but maybe doing something unforgivable–like wearing kulats–is?
Feel free to chime in if you have any thoughts on this.